Worst bedside manner EVER. I put up with it for ten years because supposedly he's a great Gastroenterologist. But after the last visit, I'm done. Without going into long winded explanations, at that visit, it became crystal clear that he's not even paying attention. I've known for years his surgery makes you feel like herded cattle, with a revolving door. After one procedure, one of his nurses was trying to "help" me get dressed and attempting to put my bra on me. I was still so groggy from anesthesia, I couldn't even hold my headpiece, it was bobbing around, right, left and center. Even though I couldn't even open my eyes yet, I was sobbing. My husband had to step in and insist they let me lay in the bed long enough to finish coming to. They have so many patients on a surgery day they get you in and out in a HURRY. I finally reached a point where I see it's ALL about the $$, not the patient. It's my own fault for staying as long as I have.

Submitted Sept. 14, 2017